I knew it! IMG is not to be trusted! Actually, they must be attacked from now on. As much as possible. Their transports must be burned. Oh and Flora... you'll love this, sis.
So, here's what happened. I was outside the freeport in Omega-3, chatting with a new Gaian pilot when this idiot from the armed forces stumbles upon us and starts invading the audible universe with her bullcrap. Phonic pollution, nothing more and nothing less... After that she spots a Corsair and goes after him. I couldn't care less but then, the rookie finds a Wildlife smuggler. We both ask him to stop and drop the cargo. He refuses. We start shooting, he moves towards that IMG base. The base opens fire on us!!! That's the IMG base, Flora! We manage to finish off the smuggler before he moors with the station, we save as many animals as possible and then we try to escape but nooo... the idiot army is chasing us and engages us both. I fight her when boom IMG decides to send their own fighter to the fight. That's not all! Some order group called O'Rhu acts at the orders of BAF and declares their intention of helping IMG. Ha fraking ha! That's your lovely IMG and Order, Flora! I told you they are bad but nooo...
Some BAF guy said something about a Nomad threat. I guess that's why Order was there. Anyway... I'll engage IMG as normal targets from now on.
<G>Mildra.Marte: Hey, who're you? I haven't seen you around. Fresh pilot?
Green_Smurf: You could say that
Tessa.Wallace: Well look what i found.
<G>Mildra.Marte: Yea, yea, what did you find?
Tessa.Wallace: Some puppets.
<G>Mildra.Marte: Puppies? I love puppies. Where are they?
Tessa.Wallace: I feel like trashing them around a little bit... What do you say sweetie?
<G>Mildra.Marte: I feel that you're a bit too trigger happy for your own good and the organization that you represent.
Tessa.Wallace: *Ahem* You must have ear problems, i said P U P E T T S.
Tessa.Wallace: You think?
<G>Mildra.Marte: No problems here. It must be your bad accent.
<G>Mildra.Marte: Probably molly origins.
Tessa.Wallace: What about my accent?
<G>Mildra.Marte: Eh, are you a traitor of the mollys or a sleeper agent of theirs?
Tessa.Wallace: Maybe, maybe not...
Tessa.Wallace: Oh great, now this.
<G>Mildra.Marte: What? You're already bored of me?
Tessa.Wallace: Shame huh?
<G>Mildra.Marte: Fine...
Green_Smurf: STOP Theobald
Theobald.vom.Tayernland: Greetings
<G>Mildra.Marte: Hey
<G>Mildra.Marte: Drop your cargo
<G>Mildra.Marte: Now
Theobald.vom.Tayernland: who am i speaking to
<G>Mildra.Marte: If you stop, I'll tell you
Tessa.Wallace: No, he will not stop.
Bowex)Teutonic: Clarke: Oh, look.
BAF|A-HMS-Enterprise: James: and now the enviromentalists
Bowex)Teutonic: Clarke: A smelly bugger.
<G>Mildra.Marte: Wildlife smuggler, army!
<G>Mildra.Marte: Do your job!
Theobald.vom.Tayernland: I am Gro/herzog Theobald von dem Tayernlande
O'Rhu|Janusz: Andrzej: Lets move back Razr, we cant do more here
BAF|HMS-Thunderer: George: Everyone, please proceed to your stations.
Theobald.vom.Tayernland: I will not comply
BAF|HMS-Thunderer: George: Order, please leave to Omega-5.
Tessa.Wallace: Not on my watch.
BAF|A-HMS-Enterprise: James: Well time to head home
Bowex)Teutonic: Clarke: Looks like a civilian is being murdered there.
BAF|HMS-Thunderer: George: Omega-9 is not a bad choice either.
BAF|A-HMS-Enterprise: james: or kiill the gaian
BAF|HMS-Thunderer: George: Oh? Well, defend them!
BAF|A-HMS-Enterprise: James: assissting
Bowex)Teutonic: Clarke: Weapons ready.
Death: Theobald.vom.Tayernland was put out of action by a hostile vessel.
BAF|HMS-Thunderer: George: Such dishonour, in such times...
Green_Smurf: What now?
IMG|Prowling.Wolf: Jimmy: Gians attacked the IMG base.
<G>Mildra.Marte: Are you trully blind
IMG|Prowling.Wolf: Jimmy: I seen what i seen, terrorist.
BAF|A-HMS-Enterprise: James: maybe you should get payback
BAF|HMS-Thunderer: George: Gaians, we should not continue our animosities until it is determined that Bretonia is no longer in danger posed by the Nomads.
<G>Mildra.Marte: I see you're housing Wildlife smugglers <G>Blacktide: **incoming long range comms****do you accept?** *Y/[N]*
BAF|A-HMS-Enterprise: James: *facepalm*
Bowex)Teutonic: Clarke: Some people.
BAF|HMS-Thunderer: George: Order, either attack the Gaians, or leave to Omega-5.
IMG|Prowling.Wolf: Jimmy: Welcome to check the base, we have no interesd in your wildlife obsession...
<G>Mildra.Marte: Order?
<G>Mildra.Marte: Interesting
BAF|A-HMS-Enterprise: James: yes order
Tessa.Wallace: Please, like i need *their* help
<G>Mildra.Marte: By the way
<G>Mildra.Marte: I see your man is attacking me, not the other way around, army
Bowex)Teutonic: Clarke: Bomber wing consisting of yours truly and the remains of a Hussar light fighter.
IMG|Bad.Wolf: Jimmy: Assisting BAF
IMG|Bad.Wolf: Jimmy: Wepon system online.
O'Rhu|Janusz: Andrzej: lets take closer look razr, in any case, help img